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THEME SONG: Here we go, we're getting on the road till we

stop, and then we'll shop.

So one, two, three, now baby, here we go, go, go!

Here we go!

Here we go!

On a mission, undercover, and we're in control.

Here we go!

Here we go!

Totally Spies, get on with the show.

Here we go!

Here we go!

Here we go!

[tires screeching]

-Why are we stopping?

I need to get to the set!

-What the--

ahh!

Ahhhhhh!

[school bell ringing]

-I wonder what all the excitement's about?

-Beats me.

-Hello, clueless people.

Our yearbooks came out today.

-Hey, that's right!

-Now, let's see.

Where's the page that announces to one and all that

yours truly has been voted the most popular at Beverly High?

-Oh no!

This is terrible!

-What is it, Mandy?

-Only the biggest disaster ever to hit Beverly High!

-It says that Sam's been voted most popular!

-Huh?

-Uh!

Well, there's obviously been some mistake.

Everyone knows that I am the most popular girl in school.

-Why would everyone vote for me?

-Duh!

Because you're smart and funny and totally cool, Sammy.

-That's why we want to hang out with you this weekend.

-You do?

-Of course.

We just love surrounding ourselves with popularity.

Ciao!

-(AGGRAVATED) Oooo!

That's it!

I am going to put a stop to this madness right away.

I demand a recount!

-OK, this is officially weird.

-I got these for you.

-Oh, thanks, Arnold.

You shouldn't have.

-But you deserve them, Miss Popular.

-Hey, Sam, would you sign our yearbooks?

-Me, too!

-And me!

[shouting]

-Uh, maybe later, guys.

Right now I've got stuff to do.

Important stuff.

Bye!

-Ahhhh!

-Sammy, this is the janitor's closet.

-Yeah. what important thing could we possibly

have to do in here?

-Hide.

-Sam, I realize that your new found celeb status may be a

bit overwhelming, but trust me, you can't

run from the limelight.

You've got to embrace it!

Now let's get back out there and meet your fans.

JERRY (OFFSCREEN): Not so fast.

-Ahhhhh!

-For once I'm actually happy to hear from Jerry!

-Girls, I'm afraid I have some terrible news.

Julia Hastings and Dirk Johnson, the world's top box

office movie stars, have been mysteriously abducted.

[gasps]

-OK, I take it back.

-So how did it happen?

-In broad daylight, actually, which is particularly odd.

-That is odd.

I thought stars only tanned indoors

under artificial sunlight.

-Do we have any suspects, Jerry?

-None at all.

That's why W.O.O.H.P would like you girls to go

undercover and keep an eye on Brock Williams.

Since he's the third biggest box office star, we suspect he

may be the next target.

-Wow!

-No way!

Brock Williams is totally hunkalicious!

-Yes.

I'm glad you're enthusiastic, but remember, this is a very

high-profile person.

Discretion is key.

We don't want the media finding out.

-Relax, Jer, we're totally professionals.

[squeals]

Oh my gosh!

Those are so cute!

-They're called rocket fuel mules.

-There called fabulous!

And I call dibs.

-Yes.

We also have breath easy, go anywhere air masks, hoop

earring communicators, banana clip boomerangs, and that old

standby, the jet pack backpack, filled with a few

low key disguises.

-Thanks, Jer, whatever.

We'll take it from here.

-OK, so why am I the gardener again?

-Because the maid outfit matches my new shoes, and

you're a terrible cook.

-Gee, thanks.

-You're welcome.

Now let's do like Jer said and keep our eyes on Brock.

-Right!

-Oh, man!

This place is so sweet!

-That's because it's Brock Williams's bedroom.

And, look!

He has a waterbed!

Yee haa!

-Clover, we're supposed to be investigating, remember?

You know, looking for things out of the ordinary.

-Do these count?

-Hey, put those back!

-Girls, you might want to check this out.

-Hello, handsome.

-Actually, I was talking about him.

-That must be the abductor.

Come on, Spies, we've got to stop him!

-No time like the present.

-Hi ya!

I'll teach you to abduct very important and very attractive

celebrities!

-What the--

-Whoa!

-Don't worry, Brock.

Camo boy's stalking days are over.

-That's "Mr. Williams" to you.

And your so-called stalker is a highly respected

photographer.

I don't appreciate my hired help attacking the media.

-I'm not your hired help.

I'm a domestic engineer.

Besides, I was just trying to protect you.

-From what?

Ending up on the cover of some fabulous,

high-profile magazine?

-Oh, I wouldn't worry about that.

My camera's completely ruined.

You'll be hearing from my lawyer!

-Look, I'm really sorry.

-Yes, whatever.

Just get back to work, all of you.

-You OK, Clover?

-I'm fine.

But [inaudible] is so over.

-I don't blame you.

Brock just went from hunkalicious to jerkarific.

[music playing]

-Ahhhh!

-Did you just hear that?

-Loud and clear.

Let's go!

-Huh?

-We've got to do something!

-Quick, the breath easy, go anywhere air masks!

-They're getting away!

-Not for long!

-Hey, where'd they go?

-Ahh!

-Great.

Now what do we do?

-We borrow that.

-Huh?

Hey!

-Don't worry, we'll return it!

-Whoa!

-Ahhhhh!

-Abandon ski!

-Oh well, at least we have this.

-What is it?

-I'm not sure.

I saw the abductor drop it in the tunnel.

-We better send it to W.O.O.H.P.

-That's a good idea.

So what's the update, Spies?

-Unfortunately, we just lost Brock, Jer.

-Oh, dear.

Well, we better get you home.

I'll send a chopper toot sweet.

-Good.

I could use some rest.

-Actually, I have another assignment for you.

Amber Stone, another big box office star, is having a

premiere tonight in Hollywood.

One of you must pretend to be Amber and bait our elusive

villain so the other two can move in and stop him.

-Well, obviously I should play the part of Amber.

You know, being the most dramatic one of the group.

-Sorry, you're too tall.

That's why W.O.O.H.P. has chosen Alex as

the celebrity decoy.

-Alex!

-Me?

-We're pressing an Amber Stone facial mask as we speak.

Now in other celeb news, it appears that Sam in her

absence has been inundated with fan mail.

Seems you're quite the overnight sensation.

-Terrific.

-Testing.

Sam, are you there?

-I'm here.

Now remember, the bad guy used a camera lens to abduct Brock.

It could be any of the paparazzi here.

Keep your eyes peeled.

-Oooo!

Believe me, I'm keeping my eyes peeled.

-Here comes our starlet now.

[fans shouting]

-I just want to thank everyone for supporting my new movie.

This has been my most challenging, rewarding role

yet.

-Oh!

Overact much?

That should be me down here.

-I heard that, Clover.

[dramatic music]

-So far, no one's taken the bait.

-The kidnapper probably isn't buying Alex's lame

impersonation of Amber.

-Ahhhh!

-Guys, I don't want to be a movie star anymore!

Clover, you can play Amber if you want!

-Where's the beam coming from?

-I can't tell.

Keep an eye on Alex while I figure it out.

-Yaaaa!

-Clover, it's coming from the lens of the projector!

-Ahhh!

-Alex is hit!

The ushers are taking her!

-Why do all the cute ones have to be bad guys?

-Quick, grab him!

-Heh heh.

[sirens and helicopter]

[beeping]

-What happened?

I feel like I just slept in a cement mixer.

-Not quite.

It appears Marco Lumiere used his experimental

camera lens on you.

-Marco Whomiere?

-Marco Lumiere, a frustrated experimental filmmaker who

invented a camera lens which has the ability to freeze its

subjects in place.

He lives on a secluded island off the coast of South Africa.

-It's a good bet that's where he's taking Alex.

-I've arranged for your quick transport.

Good luck, girls.

-Just when you thought W.O.O.H.P. technology couldn't

get any worse.

-I guess it's a good thing Alex was abducted or there'd

be even less room in here.

-Oh, finally some leg room.

Now, let's find Lumiere.

-I think we already have.

[gasps]

-That's him!

And there's Alex and her stars.

-You're all probably very curious as to why you've been

assembled here.

-Not really, pal.

We just want to get the heck out of here.

My agent's probably worried sick about me.

-Aw, too bad.

Well, I'm going to tell you anyway.

In the past, Hollywood has been very

dismissive of my work.

Now I plan on making a film they won't be able to ignore,

a film starring all of you.

-I wouldn't star in your stupid movie if you offered me

top billing and all the money in the world.

-(LAUGHING) Trust me, this is an offer you can't refuse.

-And if we do refuse?

-You have no choice.

This island is a giant movie set, rigged with traps and

explosives.

And of course, cameras to catch all the carnage.

-Who knows?

If somehow you manage to survive my blockbuster

masterpiece, I might even shoot a sequel.

-First Alex gets to play the role clearly meant for me.

Now she gets to be in a movie?

When do I get my big break?

-Earth to Clover.

Alex has been abducted and is being forced to play a role.

-What's your point?

-We've got to stop this nut before he starts

shooting the movie.

You distract the thugs while I round up the actors.

One, two--

LUMIERE (OFFSCREEN): Action!

[screaming]

-Guess I'm back to just playing myself.

-Ahh!

Incoming!

-Looks like I have an imposter on my set.

-Wait a second.

You're not Amber!

-My name is Alex.

I'm here to save you.

-Well, you can start any time now.

[screaming]

-Follow me!

-Let's stay in here until things die down.

-Could you please not say

the word "die?" [rumbling]

[screaming]

-Nice work.

Keep it up!

-This looks safe.

Let's hide in the saloon.

[horses neighing]

-Look out!

-Let's get out of here!

-Who are these girls?

They're not movie stars!

-Y'all come back and visit real soon now.

-Could you please keep a lid on the one liners?

-(LAUGHING) Sorry.

-Got to lose these losers!

-There's our ticket out!

[screaming]

-This is exactly why I use a stunt double!

-Those girls are good.

Looks like I found some fresh, young talent to exploit.

-Whoa!

-Oh no!

Do something!

-This is really eerie, but at least we

lose Lumiere's cronies.

-Wait a second.

It's just a mechanized prop.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

-Phew!

Props are getting so convincing these days.

-Uh oh!

Some of his friends!

-Run!

Look out!

-Never underestimate the power of a good accessory.

-Grab hold.

I have a plan.

-Looks like we're in the clear.

-And I thought those soldiers were bad!

-Yeah, these guys look twice as mean.

-Except for the part where they're wearing revealing

miniskirts.

-Normally when I'm surrounded by a mob of crazed men,

they're trying to get my autograph.

-Something tells me these guys aren't fans.

-What's going on!

-Ah!

-Not so fast, Lumiere!

-No!

-That is a wrap!

-Excellent work, girls.

-Yeah.

Thanks to you, we can get back to being stars instead of

seeing stars.

-If you ever want to consider a career in movies, give us a

call.

-Oh, now that you mention it, as a child, I always did fancy

the thought of myself on the big screen.

Perhaps I'll take you up on that offer.

-Oh, too bad they don't make silent movies anymore, Jer.

[laughter]

-Ahhhh!

-I don't know about you, but I am so glad to finally be home.

-Totally.

I've had it with celebrities.

[shouting]

-I think you've just enough time to make it to the

janitor's closet.

You know, if you run.

-Attention, everyone.

I have a very important announcement to make.

After recounting the official ballots, I have found that

there was an error in the tabulation.

As I suspected, I am the most popular girl in school!

-Wait!

Slow down!

I was just kidding!

Do not touch the Mandy.

Ahhh!

-Think we should tell her about the janitor's closet?

-No way.

-Hey, where's Alex?

-I don't know.

Maybe she's out sick or something.

-Weird.

I mean, you'd think she'd at least have called one of us.

[beeping]

-Help!

Ahhh!

-Alex?

-Don't bother.

No one can help you now.

(theme music)

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